This was enough to show that the ridians were completely severed. After Gu Qingli finished her diagnosis, she taught Wuyou how to examine and diagnose patients on the spot. It wasn’t yet possible to tell if the ridians could be reconnected; that could only be known by cutting open the skin and flesh.
Wuyou listened attentively and tried to examine him herself, causing the man to frown continuously. When Gu Qingli touched him, he felt no aversion. However, when Wuyou touched him, he felt a pervasive discomfort, just as he did when anyone else touched him.
After the diagnosis, Gu Qingli sat down. "Young Master..." she began.
"I am Qingchen," the man interrupted her imdiately.
"Oh."
His na suited him; he was elegant and extraordinary. However, this man seed so untouched by the world’s tarnish that Gu Qingli’s initial amazent was fleeting. Looking at him now, there was nothing particularly special. He was much handsor than ordinary people, certainly, but he exuded a distant and indifferent aura. She still found her own rugged man more comforting to look at.
"Young Master Qingchen, you must have heard. If you want your leg healed, it will require surgery to see if the severed ridians inside can be reconnected. Before the surgery, I am powerless to help. Therefore, the decision to proceed is yours.
"There are two possible outcos after the surgery," she continued. "First, if the ridians can be reconnected, your leg can be healed. Second, if the ridians have atrophied and cannot be reconnected, I can only heal the incision, and your leg will remain as it is.
"So, you decide."
"I’ll do it," Young Master Qingchen said without hesitation, just as Gu Qingli finished speaking.
Tsk! This man is quite decisive. She liked patients like this, who made a decision imdiately after she explained the condition and treatnt options.
"Okay, then the surgery will be in three days. During these three days, please cooperate with our dical Clinic to condition your body first."
"Fine." Young Master Qingchen nodded faintly, his expression unreadable.
Gu Qingli also nodded and left the ward with Wuyou.
「In Wuyou’s room.」
"Miss, is letting him recuperate ant to nourish his ridians?" Wuyou asked.
"Yes, Wuyou is getting smarter and smarter." Gu Qingli pinched her cheek.
"Then the prescription should be for dicine that nourishes the ridians, plus that dicinal water, right?"
"Yes. If the dicinal water runs out, just ask for more." The Spiritual Spring Water was originally clear, but after she added a few spirit herbs, it had turned a light green color.
"Alright, Miss. Let escort you back."
"Very well. I’ll return in three days."
After this exchange, the mistress and servant returned to the Gu Mansion.
At the mansion, Wuqing and Wushuang had gone out to handle the purchase of wasteland and had not yet returned. Wuyou went to cook, while Gu Qingli tended to the dicinal herbs and flowers she had planted in the courtyard.
「Three days passed in a flash.」
On this day, Gu Qingli and Wuyou changed into surgical gowns that Gu Qingli had commissioned and went to the operating room. This room would henceforth be used exclusively for surgeries. Wuqing had not gone out today and was present to assist.
Before the surgery, Gu Qingli checked Young Master Qingchen’s pulse again. Confirming he was in good condition, she had Wuqing give him the Anesthesia Powder.
Young Master Qingchen drank the Anesthesia Powder without hesitation. After finishing it, he glanced at Gu Qingli. There was a flicker of hope in his cold eyes. The mory of how his legs had been crippled was seared into his very being, and he truly hoped these three young won before him could heal him. He had consulted countless renowned doctors on the continent, and all had given him the sa two words: incurable. He’d lost count of how many tis he had hoped, only to be disappointed. His heart had grown numb. But the thought of the person who had crippled him filled him with unyielding indignation. He could never let it rest, not even in death.
With the Anesthesia Powder taking effect, Young Master Qingchen drifted off to sleep, clinging to that sliver of hope.
Gu Qingli began the surgery, explaining each step as she worked. When the skin and flesh were incised, revealing the white ridian beneath was not significantly atrophied, she inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. Her dicine hadn’t been in vain.
The rest of the surgery was very successful, and Wuyou also mastered this simple yet delicate procedure.
"Miss, you’re amazing!"
"You too." Gu Qingli patted Wuyou’s head. Wuyou completed the work on the other leg under Gu Qingli’s guidance and also learned the suturing technique. Although her stitches were rather crooked, it was an excellent achievent for her first successful attempt. When I first held a needle, I had no idea where to even begin. So, I wasn’t particularly smart or courageous back then. It all ca from slow practice later on.
Wuyou smiled sweetly at her. "It’s all because Miss taught well."
"Heh, learned how to flatter, have you? Hurry up and clean up."
"Okay."
Wuyou thodically tidied up. Miss’s instrunts needed to be taken back for disinfection to be ready for next ti. The new set of surgical instrunts she had commissioned, based on Miss’s designs, weren’t ready yet.
When the master and her two servants returned to the Gu Mansion, they were all hungry. After a simple al prepared by the cook, Gu Qingli sprawled on the couch to rest. She had been in County City for nearly twenty days and wondered how that fellow Xiao Yunjing was doing. She had been dreaming about him frequently these past few days.
anwhile, at the military camp, Xiao Yunjing saw that Feng Zhiqiang could now hold his own, and Mr. Xiao had also established himself. He thought he could finally go ho. His little wife was waiting for him there. The thought of Gu Qingli’s delicate and soft appearance brought a smile to his lips; he would see her soon.
Unexpectedly, news arrived from the Secret Guards in Beijiang Kingdom: Eldest Brother Xiao and Second Brother Xiao were in trouble.
Xiao Yunjing imdiately had a Secret Guard send a ssage back to Gu Qingli. Then, taking fifty mbers of the Secret Sect, he rushed towards Beijiang Kingdom without stopping.
「Gu Qingli received the news the next day.」
"Miss, don’t worry, the Young Master will be fine," Wuqing said, comforting her when he saw her looking deeply troubled.
Gu Qingli rely nodded faintly and told Wuqing to go help Wushuang, as Wuyou was with her. Wuqing had wanted to stay by her side, but hearing her words, he had no choice but to leave. Before going, he instructed Wuyou to be particularly attentive.
Gu Qingli sat alone in the pavilion, gazing at the lotus leaves in the pond. In truth, her heart was filled with worry for Xiao Yunjing. He wouldn’t have gone to Beijiang himself if the situation wasn’t serious; sending mbers of the Secret Sect would have sufficed. She was worried about Eldest Brother Xiao and Second Brother Xiao. They absolutely couldn’t afford for anything to happen to them. If sothing did, Xiao Yunjing wouldn’t be able to bear it.
With this thought, Gu Qingli hurried back to her room, closed the door, and slipped into the Space, heading straight to the Pharmacy to begin making dicine.
She only erged briefly when it was ti to eat.
「Then, she returned to the Space and worked until the next morning before erging.」
As soon as she erged, she handed dozens of dicine bottles to Yun No. 20. She instructed him to deliver the dicine to two main locations: half to the Secret Sect base deep within Azure Dragon Mountain, and the other half to be split into two portions—one for Xiao Yunjing and one for Blue Clouds Mountain. The effects, usage, and dosage were detailed on each bottle.
Yun No. 20 accepted the dicine without a word and flew towards the main hall. He knew the value of the Mistress’s dicine; it could enhance internal strength and was vastly superior to the Good Fortune Pills they usually consud.
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